Super Bowl LI Halftime Show

God bless America land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night with a light from above
This land is your land, this land is my land
This land was made for you and me

One nation under God, indivisible
With liberty and justice for all

(Just, just dance)
(Let's play a love game, play a love game)
(Papa paparazzi)

I'm on the edge!

Mum mum mum mah mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah

I wanna hold 'em like they do in Texas
Please - 1, 2, 3!
Fold 'em, let 'em hit me, raise it baby -
Stay with me love game intuition
Play the cards with spades to start
And after he's been hooked
I'll play the one that's on his heart

Oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She’s got me like nobody) Come on Houston!
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She’s got me like nobody)

Po-po-po-poker face, po-po-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir
"There's nothing wrong with loving
Who you are"
She said, "Cause He made you perfect, babe"
"So hold your head up
Girl and you you'll go far
Listen to me when I say"

I'm beautiful in my way
Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Ooh, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way
Ooh, there ain't another way
Baby, I was born this way right track, baby
I was born this way

Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're Lebanese, you're orient
Whether life's disabilities
Left you outcast, bullied or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
Cause baby, you were born this way

No matter gay, straight or bi
Lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born to survive
No matter black, white or beige
Chola or orient made
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born to be brave!

Hello, hello, baby
You called, I can't hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you say, say?
Wha-wha-what did you say, huh?
You're breaking up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kind of busy
K-kind of busy, k-kind of busy
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kind of busy

Just a second
It's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text you with
A drink in my hand, eh
You should've made some plans with me
You knew that I was free
And now you won't stop calling me
I'm kind of busy

Stop calling, stop calling
I don't want to think anymore!
I've got my head and my
Heart on the dance floor
Stop calling, stop calling
I don't want to talk anymore!
I've got my head and my
Heart on the dance floor

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephoning me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh i'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephoning me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Can call all you want
But there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
Cause I'm out in the club
And I'm sipping that bubb
And you're not gonna reach my telephone

I've had a little bit too much, much
All of the people start to rush
(start to rush by) a dizzy twister dance
Can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone
What's going on on the floor?
I love this record, baby
But I can't see straight anymore
Keep it cool, what's the name of this club?
I can't remember, but it's alright, alright

Just dance, gonna be okay da da doo da
Just dance, spin that record, babe
Da doo doo doo just dance, gonna be okay
Duh-duh-duh
Dance, dance, dance, just j-j-just dance

How you doing tonight, Texas?
Americaworldhow you doing tonight?
We're here to make you feel good
You wanna feel good with us?

You're giving me a million reasons
To let you go
You're giving me a million reasons
To quit the show
You're givin' me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin' me a million reasons
About a million reasons

If I had a highway, I would run for the hills
If you could find a dry way
I'd forever be still
You're giving me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin' me a million-

I bow down to pray
I try to make the worst seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I've got a hundred million
Reasons to walk away
But baby, I just need one good one to stay

Hey Dad, Hey Mom

Head stuck in a cycle, I look off and I stare
It's like that I've stopped breathing
But completely aware
'Cause you're giving me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin' me a million reasons
About a million reasons

And if you say something that
You might even mean
It's hard to even fathom which
Parts I should believe
'Cause you're giving me a million reasons
Give me a million reasons
Givin' me a million-

I bow down to pray
I try to make the worst seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I've got a hundred million
Reasons to walk away but baby
I just need one good onetell me that
You'll be the good one
Why don't youstay, stay, stay?

Oh oh oh oh oh! Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh oh oh oh oh! Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
(Oh! Let's Go) caught in a bad romance
(This Super Bowl is what
Champions are made of) ra Ra ah ah ah
Roma Roma ma gaga, "Oh la la"
Want your bad romance

I want your ugly i want your disease
I want your everything as long as it’s free
I want your love love, love, love
I want your love i want you drama
The touch of your hand
I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand
I want your love love, love, love
I want your love

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad, your bad romance

I want your love and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Oh oh oh oh oh! Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh oh oh oh oh! Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
Caught in a bad romance ra Ra ah ah ah
Roma Roma ma gaga, "Oh la la"
Want your bad romance

Walk, walk, fashion baby
Work it, move that baby, baby
Walk, walk, fashion baby
Work it, move that baby, baby

I want your love and I want your revenge

Oh oh oh oh oh! Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
Want your bad romance!
Caught in a bad romance
(I don't wanna be friends)
Oh oh oh oh oh! Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
Want your bad romance!
(Want your bad romance)
Caught in a bad romance
(Want your bad romance)

I want your love and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and all your lover's revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Oh oh oh oh oh! Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
Want your bad romance!
Caught in a bad romance
Want your bad romance!
Oh oh oh oh oh! Oh oh oh oh oh oh!
Want your bad romance!
Caught in a bad romance

Ra Ra ah ah ah roma Roma ma
Gaga, "Oh la la" want your bad romance

Super Bowl 51!